Friday, May 30, 2008

"I Don't Get It."

I have interviewed at a couple of places and just sent in my resume to two more yesterday. One of them was my former employer. I have requested information on two positions from them now and have not received a reply on either. I asked the CEO, who I have considered a bit of a mentor, if I should continue to apply or if my time with the Society is over. His reply was silence. Deafening, crushing silence.

This is someone who, a year ago, told me I was in the position and had the talent to run any department he could think of within a not-for-profit association. To quote the great, misunderstood Paula K.: "I don't get it."
Couple this with the fact that I am not getting call backs on my interviews and I am feeling utterly unemployable after 3 years on the Mommy Track. I don't know what to do. I have been applying for positions at the level I was at, some below and some above. I am starting to panic. I know staying home with Jack was absolutely the right thing to do and I would not change a thing given the chance. But really? After 3 years I am untouchable? How the fuck does that happen? I am trying really hard not to be bitter about it, but as you can see, failing miserably at that, too. I am going to go load up on Effexor now.

2 comments:

naomic3 said...

What-The-F is right! My god, in the last year alone, you have been Volunteer of The Year, overworking and telecommuting for those Sitter people as well as keeping up the whole muthafreakin mommy job. Shall i go over to your former mentor and shake him to death, screaming "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE WAITING FOR???" 'Cause I know I will. In a heartbeat. And y'know what? You need to slap your balls on and accept nothing less than 6% more than your ending salary there. No more Miss Nice Guy. YOU are a hot commodity and don't let those people take you for granted. Huff, huff, huff. Rant over.

Chris said...

Thanks, man. I really appreciate the rant on my behalf. I have a bit of righteous indignation going on over here myself. If my time is over at the Society - and it appears that it is - I woulod have really appreciated the common courtesy of a rely to my e-mail. What I'd REALLY like to know is why. I was GOOD at that job and busted ass for those people. U guess I will just never know. I need to let it go. Bu the position open now really is perfect for me and vice versa. OK, moving on now...